RTG: I wish I was disciplined!    When I want to accomplish something, I'm pretty determined, but I do fall off of the wagon sometimes. In the last 2 weeks, I've missed 2 walks and only made up for one of them.    But I'm also going to try and wash my car tonight in addition to walking, so that might make up for the calories that I didn't burn.
    Also, in the midst of my junk food strike, I've had at least 4 tacos, a deluxe burrito, an enormous plate of nachos (which I only finished about half of) and lots of Triscuits.    While none of that may fall into the "junk" category, I wouldn't exactly call it strictly "healthy" either. But, ya know...I'm still almost 4 lbs. lighter than when I started this routine. 

Oh yes, and I start housesitting late Saturday afternoon, which means that I must have everything in order by then. There is a chance, no matter how slim, that my long-distance lover may indeed make it out for a visit next week, so all of my ducks must be in a row, as they say.

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Kiraela: That would be nice...although mine usually end with me nodding off in front of my laptop after a busy, strenuous night and forgetting to brush my teeth. 

So this morning, I was able to do a deep conditioning treatment on my hair and a sugar scrub on my arms. As I waited the usual hour before rinsing the treatment out, I covered my arms in a rich lotion and just let it soak in. It was pretty gross at the time, but I tried to ignore it while I made breakfast/lunch and did dishes and laundry. Then I just rinsed the lotion and the conditioning treatment away at the same time.
    Today, the latter was made with 1 tsp. EVOO, 1 tsp. aloe vera gel, 1 tsp. honey, 4 tsp. Pantene Deep Fortifying Treatment.

After that, my hair had the usual care...or negligence, however you look at it. I just ran Pantene Silkening crème through the length and let it air dry.

Yesterday, I spent over an hour on one strand, isolating one pokey, broken end at a time and trimming it off. The left side of my hair looks a bit less fuzzy than the left, so I'll probably continue with this insanity until all of my hair has been treated this way. Curse my ex-boyfriend and his stupid flannel bedding! 

In other news, it's payday today!    So I'll be in a mad rush to hit the bank, Target and the grocery store to gather whatever I'll need for housesitting. Should be an interesting week...

Angel, could it be you're allergic to pet hair/dander?? 
Just a thought...

K & JD: You guys bring up some very good points. I agree on all counts.
    K is more or less right that he's not necessarily having her visit. I think that it was already either planned or just something that she spontaneously decided to do. She's a family friend whom he has known for a long time, so she stays with my guy and his family when she's in the area. I can understand that - I stayed with my surrogate parents in KS when I drove out for a visit.
    However, like I said, I do agree with everything else you guys mentioned. I, too, am pretty appalled that he would have her out again, given how much stress it put on our relationship last time. I understand that it might not be his choice, but he certainly isn't doing anything to discourage these visits.
    And you're right, I don't approve of her deciding to visit him every 2 months, of her plastering cutesy little pix and messages all over his MySpace page, of the constant, obsessive contact that she maintains with him, of her staying at his house rather than a hotel (but whatever). But most of all, what I don't approve of is the way that he is handling all of it. Or better said, the way he isn't handling it. 

And K's also right about the vacuum. It is indeed "craptacular,"    although I'm glad that I used it, considering that yesterday, the carpets were professionally cleaned while I was at work. No one told me that they would be coming. 

Adventures In Housesitting: Last night, a suspicion that I'd had was confirmed: one of the dogs is dominating the other and not allowing her to eat or drink. So last night I had to tie him (the domineering one) to a tree and make sure that the basset had sufficient nourishment. No animal starves to death on my watch!    I then gave the basset a lecture in female empowerment, and told her that she was a giver of life and not to let that overgrown pup push her around. As for the domineering one, I let him loose only after the basset was finished with her dinner.
    Later that night, or rather, at about 2:30 the next morning, I was awakened by the basset barking and howling like crazy...which is typical behaviour for her in the wee hours.    Having only a few hours left to sleep before work, I decided that I wasn't going to let her take them from me, so I got up and threw her in the guest room. Argh!

Had a slow start this morning, but still managed to get ready, check on the animals, hit Starbucks and get to work early. After only a few hours of sleep to mention. Blugh...I hate mornings. 

Hair: Today was the typical CWC. Though it almost ended up being something else, as I incoherently grabbed my Purity clarifying shampoo instead of my diluted Ice Shine conditioner and took it into the shower with me. After I'd been in there awhile, I looked up at my products lined up on the window sill and thought, "Wait...that doesn't look right."    So I had to step out into the early morning freeze, dripping wet, and exchange bottles. Oy...good morning, Angel. 
    Still using the Silkening crème and have decided that I'm not thrilled with it. Especially if I have to wear my hair down, like today and yesterday. It gives my hair a sort of gummy texture and makes it stick to itself. I'll probably keep using the Silkening crème until it's gone, though, and just switch back to the Detangling spray afterwards.

Other: So the sleepless anxiety has returned, pointless and damaging as it may be. I kept telling myself that I wasn't going to let this crap get to me this time around, but it has. *sigh* I'll deal. If something is beyond your control, let it go. That's tough to do when your heart's on the line. It would be a tragic thing to see a 2 year friendship dissolve over irresponsible and thoughtless choices, but worse things have happened. If the boy's passive attitude causes irreparable damage to our relationship, then the consequences will be on his head. I've suffered too much for this already.